Dear Corpus Christians
Posted on January 7, 2009
Filed Under May I Interject?, Thought |
I am going to say the following blog in a snooty British accent.
My dear Corpus Christians, I bear a somber tone (and yes, sober too).
Today I went to the old print shoppe affectionately known as “Kinko’s.” Whilst I printed the stress residue of my Christmas vacation onto pure, shimmering sheets of paper and was charged 20 pence a minute, I noticed something.
In the entire print shoppe, twas not a sole recycling bin. I approached the lowly Kinko’s apprentice and inquired, “Sir, where doth ye recycle paper?” He replied, “We don’t. It costs too much money.”
Me: “Are you f*cking kidding me? This is Kinko’s. A paper service place. Where people print, fax, shred. You don’t have one?”
Him: “Nope. It costs more to recycle than we make as a profit. So we stopped doing it last year.”
Me: ::hysterical laughter::
Me: ::hysterical laughter::
Me: ” ”
Really? I mean, if someone would have asked, “Name the top five places where you would see a paper recycling bin,” I would say Kinko’s in at least the fifth spot.
But from what I’m hearing, the extra paper must be turned into counterfeit dollar bills.
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Kinko’s is an evil place anyway.